"God damn this." The H/c girl hissed under her breath as she adjusted the so called "3D Maneuvering gear" around her waist so that it fit comfortably but snugly on her body. The young woman quickly refilled the gear with the gas she had stolen the day before and shut the valve with a loud snap.
"Mom!"
As quick as the first two letters came out of her mouth, she approached around the corner and gave her daughter a swift hug. "Be safe out there, okay?" She planted a gentle kiss on her forehead before retreating when Y/n swatted her hand away from her. "Yeah, I'll be fine." Her mother let out a content sigh before speaking again. "The Military Police are steady out there today. I mean it, be careful." Her daughter nodded, finally listening before doing a running leap out the window.
She smirked as the still air attacked her moving body and shifted her hips to take a sharp right turn. Realizing how close to the ground she was, she bounced upwards and landed on a roof before she began bolting across the loose shingles, laughing in satisfaction each time one hit the ground with an annoying crash.
Her foot slipped on a piece of the roof and before she could get grip, she tumbled left towards a thick-roped clothesline. Thinking quickly, she grabbed the steady string and used one forceful push to shoot her forward, then directing the grapples in the same direction.
Spotting the apples from her place on her roof, she realized it was Wednesday and she immediately remembered who had what station today. All she would have to do is land on the orange tarp, then she could leap down and take approximately 10 short steps and the apples would be there, rather than just swooping down since she didn't necessarily want to hurt anyone.
Landing with a huff, she grabbed 6 apples since it was all they needed. Y/n was an honest child. Sure she stole, but only as much as she needed.
Flying out of the produce section, she landed back on her perch before realizing she had actually taken 7 Apples instead of 6. With a frustrated grunt, she traced her trail and placed the apple she took back where it belonged.
Y/n was now clinging to a large triangle of rock on the roof of the underground, glancing around for the Military Police. Clarifying there was none. She slowly but surely dropped beside the cart while the man was dealing money. Gripping a new set of belts and another small refill for gas, she clenched the overwhelming amount of leather in her teeth before hooking the even heavier gas onto her belt.
That was, until she saw a flash of red and soon after followed by a groan of pain.
Landing to a skipping - halt she dashed into the alley to see a young, red-headed girl with giant green orbs staring up at her curiously. Y/n silently offered a hand to the stranger, and she gratefully took it and stood up. The girl dusted herself off with an annoyed look clouding her face like a disease. "Levi's gonna be so mad I'm this dirty!" She mumbled, still going at herself. "Levi?" Y/n asked, curiosity hooking her voice into an awkward edge. The strange girl look up, and her large green eyes reflected y/n's and she just smiled and jabbed a thumb at herself. "I'm Isabel Magnolia! I'm partially french and named after a flower. Pretty cool, eh?" The h/c girl dusted herself off and smiled. "Yeah, Definitely! I'm Y/n L/n.. aaaand I'm not that interesting." She half laughed, but her smile quickly faltered when she noticed Isabel grabbing at a snapped belt.
"Aw shoot! That was an important one too.. how am I supposed to get home?!" She sat down with a rough huff and set her cheeks in her palms with a pout. Y/n glanced at the belts in her hand, then back at Isabel, then at her gas. Well, I guess I could just go tomorrow.. Y/n dropped the belts in her lap and her new little friend jumped in surprise. "Oh my goodness Y/n!" She squealed and hugged the bands against her chest. "Thank you!" She smiled sincerely and began removing her old belts. "Y/n?" Isabel called with uncertainty. She walked over with the gas tank in hand and set it down at Isabel's side. "Actually uh-" The red headed girl tugged at a belt near her backside and blushed in embarrassment. "Levi-Bro or Farlan always helps me with this.." without saying anything, the 12-Yead-Old snapped it on and adjusted it to fit. "Thank you!! You're actually so kind.. sorry you had to nearly touch my ass." "It's fine." She simply responded, not seeing the whole ordeal.
A deep, ringing voice called out the now familiar name and she got up after Y/n finished filling her gas up. "Oh! That's Farlan. I better go. Sorry for all this but I'll be sure to tell Levi-Bro! He'll for sure help you out in the future." Confused, y/n tilted her head. "You'll see. Bye!!" She called while running away while waving, only turning back once to glance at her friend's face once more.
Skidding to a halt at her front door she swung it open, feeling drained after today's events. She got caught trying to get bread from a merchant, and she was NOT proud of that. "I'm home. I got everything I needed!" Usually her mother would come immediately to the door to usher her in, but she was met with silence.
No no no no..
"Mom?" She tried again, fear clawing at her like a tiger trying to rise to the surface.
Still no reply.
New sounds were heard on the other side of the wall and Y/n quickly set the goods down on the counter before going to investigate.
She tip toed to her mothers room, avoiding the well known creaks beneath her feet. "Mom?" She began opening the door, but then, it swung open itself and revealed a new figure, alone with her mother crying, and 3 unknown bodies sprawled out amongst the floor.
"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!" She tried to sound confident but it came out as more as fear than anything.
The man smirked and bent over before whispering.
"You're just in time, Young lady."
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Beyond Abnormal
Fanfiction*Made by Admin: 😤☝️ALI☝️😤* Y/n is a 12 year old 'badass' living in the underground city. She does everything in her will and power to protect her mother from harm, and well obviously perverts. One day she comes home to see her home absolutely rav...
